Take the knife out of my hand,
The hand that shakes so violently,
Take the pain out of my woeful life,
So I don't have to do this to myself.
Take my tears and put them back,
Back into my bloodstrained eyes,
Take my fears and throw them away,
So I don't have to cry at night.
Take away the darkness inside me,
And fill my life with happiness,
Take me away to your paradise,
So I don't have to live in this hell.
Take away the memories; so bad,
And blank out my dreaded past,
Take my blood that has been shed,
So I don't have to cut anymore. |
